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I smear the walls of my cave with boiled green bananas,
Strut out on one foot, donkey-kick with the other –
Outside’s a big game show,
Nobody is hurt unless they want to be that
Eetsy beetsy tsetse fly—
“un_____ hairy __it,” a spy—
flick of hand
then you die.
you are party
to a wedding,
The following poem was inspired in part by the simultaneously depressing and magnificent scenery of the Japanese Concentration Camp Manzanar, located in Inyo County, CA, and in par
World wheeling and frantic minds reeling
Stumbling, bumbling, back into feeling,
Candle lit room, now all burnt out
Flames flicker with Icarus’ doubt
Nothing makes sense.
Just keep on running.
Maybe if I keep ahead…
Maybe if I can outpace it…
I can feel it creeping ever closer.
I feel out of breath,
(Editor’s note: Found below is some superhero (?)-themed flash fiction. It uses a google form to generate a story, which is found at the bottom of the post. The most dominan
If I read another love poem …
I will join a dagger to my face,
and carve out my eyes.
Shakespeare writes of lascivious grace–
Sounds more like rape implied.
he caught Me,
while I sat,
parallel to them,
in the low light
“I’ve already told someone,” he said
“Everyone knows what You’re doing here.
The war is on in Heaven, as Loyalist cherubics, still-hopeful divine servants of an absent God, fight with the Rebellion, those among the host who are convinced that Her sabbatical
According to the Choir of Numerals, roughly 27% of all melkrinians have personal internet access, the majority of them hailing from countries where literacy is decriminalized. Dra